Bacchus's mouth twitched.
This time, he did not dare laugh again.
In the stands, everyone watched the scene with only one thought in their minds.
Protective.
Way too protective.
This was no longer ordinary camaraderie between companions.
This was him making it blatantly clear to everyone present—anyone who dared make light of Fairy Tail's people, especially Mirajane and Erza, would have to bear his wrath.
On the cheering platform.
Makarov looked toward Team B at the figure whose anger still had not faded. He was stunned at first, then could not help laughing.
"That brat..."
Mavis sat on the railing, swinging her calves, her bright eyes fixed on the scene. She smiled as well.
"Lu Chongwei really values loyalty and affection."
Makarov nodded. His gaze swept between Mirajane and Erza in the arena, his voice carrying a note of relief.
"That's right. He holds both Mirajane and Erza in very high regard."
Seeing that both sides were finally ready, the referee immediately raised his arm.
"The second match: Fairy Tail Team A's Erza versus Quatro Cerberus's Bacchus!"
"Begin!"
The words fell.
Bang!
The ground beneath Bacchus's feet exploded.
His whole body shot forward like a cannonball, instantly charging right in front of Erza.
"Drunken Hawk Style!"
Bacchus's arms whipped out, his fists carrying a fierce sound as they tore through the air, heading straight for Erza's face.
Erza did not retreat.
"Requip!"
A silver-white light flashed, and the ordinary armor on her body instantly shifted into Black Wing Armor. Black wings spread out behind her, and her speed suddenly soared.
Clang!
Sword and gauntlet collided head-on.
Sparks flew everywhere.
Bacchus grinned. With the liquor going to his head, his attacks instead became even faster.
"Hahaha! That's it! Erza, you really didn't disappoint me!"
He threw punch after punch, his steps